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TRANSYLVACATION
01:50
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Bist du schon weit gereist?
Suchst, was dir Glück verheißt?
Bine ati venit
im Land deiner Reinkarnation!
Voll Eintracht leben wir,
Aller Länder und Völker, hier.
Join our collective,
werd wiedergebor’n!
Transylvacation;
Mach Urlaub im Draculand,
Where everybody
Sein Happy Ever After fand!
Transsylvanien, ich komme; der Graf erwartet mich!
Der Graf, il conte, the count – weißt du denn nicht ...?
Zum Graf, du Naseweis?
Zu dem devil in disguise?
Questo diablo
dal purgatorio?
Transylvacation;
Der Graf herrscht mit Teufelshand!
Durch ihn noch jeder
Sein Happy Six Feet Under fand!
Über sieben Brücken,
Tief in Siebenbürgen,
Brich das Siebente Siegel!
Niemand wird für dich bürgen!
Transylvacation;
Im Urlaub im Draculand,
Where everybody
Sein Happy Ever After fand!
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STOKER
03:47
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PHILOSOPHY OF LOVE
01:57
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The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean.
All the winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion!
Nothing in the world is single,
All the things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle –
Oh why not I with thine?
See the heights kiss high heaven
And the waves caress one another;
Never would a sister-flower be forgiven
If it disdain'd its brother.
And the sun lights the earth
And at night moonbeams kiss the sea –
What is worth all this sweet work
If thou will not kiss me?
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THE COUNT
01:35
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DEMETER
02:06
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Noch ehe die Sonne sank,
When sailing down the sky,
Sah man es, mit blassem Segel
Wogend faul, vom Kai.
As painted on picture-perfect
Wellen by design
Without jeden Laut;
Gespenstisch stille Hexerei!
Zieht an! Holt ein!
Zieht an! Holt ein!
Zieht den Kahn und schleppt ihn an
das Ufer, Herr erbarme dich!
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LUCY AM GRABE
03:00
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9. |
DEMETER (instrumental)
02:06
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LUNA DI SANGUE
01:24
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FLOWERS FADE (Sonnet 18)
04:08
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And summer's lease hath an all too short a date.
Sometimes too hot the eye of Heaven shines
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd
And every fair from fair some time declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd.
(Tutto è fugace!
La vita è fugace!
L'amore immortale
È l'unica per sempre!)
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair though ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and gives life to thee.
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Erik Malter Rostock, Germany
Komponist und Musikwelten-Bummler aus Cottbus/Rostock,
Deutschland
Musikalischer Leiter des "Theaters am Ring" Rostock
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